The Freak & The Geek || C.T.

(two)

I felt so trapped in the principal's office that I almost forgot how to breathe. I have only ever stepped foot the principal's office on good terms.

This was a whole new world to me.

This didn't seem to phase the boy, who's name I found out is Corey, one bit.

I was sitting next to Corey who was currently holding an ice pack to his right eye. Darryl was talking with Principal Weathers with a scowl on his face. This was not going to end well for me. Even though I hardly did anything, I've learned that Darryl really likes to take his frustrations out on me.

"You alive over there?" Corey asked, breaking from me from my thoughts and causing me to flinch.

"Hmm? Oh uhm, y-yeah" I replied weakly. Good going Olivia.

Corey set his ice pack down. "I'm not going to hurt you." His voice softened. He had noticed me flinch. Dammit.

I didn't know what to say so I just gave him a small smile.

"I'm just going to hurt your boyfriend." He winked causing me to... blush? What the hell?

"Why?" I asked, having a very hard time looking into his blue eyes. What is happening to me?

"It's obvious that bastard abuses you and I wish you'd realize that you don't deserve it." He spoke venomously.

"Maybe I do deserve it. You don't even know me." I defended Darryl for some reason, I'm not even sure why. Yeah he can get a little rough some times, but we love each other. Right?

He looked taken back. "Don't EVER say that. You DON'T deserve that shit you got me?" Again, I didn't know what to say so I just broke our little staring contest and looked away from him and at my lap.

I don't think Corey really liked that cause almost instantly he lifted my chin up and titled my face back, forcing me to look at him.

"I said, you got me?" he repeated, a little more forcefully this time.

"If you're trying to intimidate me, it's not working. I have people talk down to me just like you are right now all the time. And if you're trying to scare me, you're going to have to try harder. I've seen some nasty and horrible things Corey. And you don't come close to any of them." I yanked his hand away from me and got up and walked out of the office, ignoring everyone that was calling my name in the process.

I have no idea where all that confidence had just come from. I've never had an outburst like that at anyone. I've never had the balls to do that in my life. Corey just, struck a nerve or something. He brought something out in me that no one else ever has before.

I decided it was best to find out what class I had next and actually go to it. I've never been one to skip out on classes and I was not about to start now. I had an insanely high average to maintain and insanely difficult parents to keep happy.

Hmm, English class. My favourite.

I approached the room, fifteen minutes into when the class was starting.

I sighed. Here we go. Here come all the stares from the whole class as if I just killed someone. Why do people do that? WHY?

And you know what happened as soon as I walked in? Yup. Everyone turned around and just stared.

"Ah Miss Williams, thanks for joining us." My teacher said in a happy tone of voice and I couldn't tell if it was sarcastic or not.

I didn't dwell on it though because thankfully I had spotted a desk that was empty and had another empty desk beside it.

If there is a higher power, thank you!

I sat down and took out my binder to copy down the tips that were written on the board on how to write a formal memo.

It was only moments later that my English teacher, Mr. Brown, I presumed, was interrupted again. Unlike the other students, I kept my head down, writing away in my notebook, coming up with possible works to hand in as the assignment. Yeah I know, I'm one of those kids. Whatever.

"Oh you must be the new student. Care to introduce yourself?"

"Uhm, I'm Corey Taylor and I like death metal."

That fucking voice. It caused me to grip my pencil harder and bit down on my lip to contain my anger.

"Well okay then Mr. Taylor, there's an empty seat there next to Miss Williams." Oh wow. Thanks a lot, higher power. I thought we were on the same page today.

I could just picture Corey's smirk on his face but I refused to lift my head up from my writing.

I heard him sit down next to me and chuckle softly. He leaned over to whisper in my ear.

"That was a really good performance sweetie, I thought you would have been off to drama class with that one."

I rolled my eyes, trying not to let him ruin my train of thought.

He read over my shoulder what I was writing. "Did we get an assignment?" he asked.

"No, but we're going to. And I wanted to get started on it so it's done faster." I answered casually causing him to snort.

"Geek." He joked. But I didn't find it too funny.

"Freak." I replied rather forcefully, surprising the both of us.

"Feisty one you are. But have we already hit the sappy nickname phase of our relationship? This might be moving a little too fast for me." He smirked at me, causing me to roll my eyes. A smile was threatening to break out on my face.

"Don't flatter yourself too much now" I joked causing him to smile.

"Well it's kinda hard to do that when I can feel you undressing me with your eyes" he winked. It was a good thing he looked away from me and at the board in front of him because otherwise he would have seen that my face was now as red as a tomato.

If someone would have told me right then and there that one day Corey and I would end up together, I would have laughed so hard in their face.

I always have been rather naïve that way.